
Category : Diary/Journal
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So we all have trouble in are life. Unless if you love everything then I guess your fine. But any way. My life is pretty cool I guess. Except in 5th grade. I got my first dog in 4th grade. His name was taz and he was the best dog ever. He was black with white on him and he had a very wild personality. He was good and amazing. But then we got are new dog. Her name was bailey. Sure she was dume but she was a good dog. No one took care of her or pet her but me. So I made her my dog. My sister loved her but she didn't take care of her as much. The only thing I didn't like about bailey is that when we went on the trapalion she would bark. A lot. My sister would yell shut up at her and I would throw toys so she would be happy. And the best part about her is that she was ok. With anyone and everything. No if it was a cat, a person, or even a different dog. She loved everything. She did mess around with are cats. And are dog taz. But one day are dog taz started digging holes everywhere. And he ran away a lot. We had to start putting him on a leash. Until one night are mom for got he was out side. He left along with bailey. Me and my uncle went looking for him but we could only find bailey. Two days later we got a call saying that someone found him. My mom wanted to go get him but her new friend Johnathan said we should wait till tomorrow. Oh boy he was wrong. He was scared just for his dogs cause they didn't get along. The next in the morning my mom got a call. She started crying. She came out of the room she told us to sit. She told us that are dog taz died trying to come home. I started crying. I ran to my room crying. I was sad cause I couldn't say good bye. My bestfriend died trying to come home. I. Couldn't think and I couldn't talk. The next day me and my sister made a shrine for him. We gathered all of his toys and his food bowl. To this day I still remember what happen. And I blame Johnathan. He got ride of my dog bailey to keep his small dog bobo. Him and my mom lied to me saying my dog bailey ran away. They got rid of her just for his dog. My parents were divorced during this but if my dad was there he would have done something. We have a new big dog now. But still it's sad. But its sader getting bullied at school. I get pushed and punch there. Even cut at times. But I still remember that God is with me and helps. Even though my life is pretty crazy. I remember all the good times. And that's all for my story .